“And speaking of having you anyway I want, I think it’s time for your husband to watch me fuck you.”

Carl’s words shocked Courtney. That was going too far.

“That’s not part of the deal. Leave my husband out of it.”

“It is if I say it is. Of course if you would rather I send those pictures and videos to the principal of the school, that can be arranged.”

Courtney didn’t like it, but she didn’t have much choice.

“Okay, but I have two conditions. First, my husband has to believe I’m being forced to have sex with you.”

“I can work with that. What’s your second condition?”

“Katie can’t know anything about it, and you have to keep your promise to stay away from her.”

“I’m certainly not going to tell her, Mrs. O’Keefe, and keeping away from her was part of our deal, right?”

Katie keeping away from him, however, was not part of the deal, but his teacher didn’t need to know how much her daughter loved his cock.

“When is this going to happen?” Courtney asked.

“Tonight. Leave the back door open.”

Carl arrived wearing a ski mask. He came into the house and found Professor O’Keefe in the study.  

“Hello Professor. You don’t know me, but I know you. Don’t move.”

The gun he put to his head wasn’t loaded, but the Professor didn’t know that. They went to search for his wife. She was in the bedroom. He threw the Professor into a chair and tied his hands and feet.

“I’m going to fuck your wife, Professor, and you’re going to watch. Mrs. O’Keefe, take off your clothes.”

She made a show of trying to resist. Carl ripped open her blouse and tore off her bra. Next went her panties. He left the short skirt. The Professor struggled to get out of his chair, but it was futile.

“Stop,” he shouted. “I have money in the safe. My wife has some valuable jewelry. You can have it all. Just leave her alone.”

“That’s not going to happen, Professor. Now shut the fuck up.”

Carl shoved Courtney’s panties into her husband’s mouth and tied a gag around it. He put the empty gun to the Professor’s head and cocked it. He looked at his teacher.

“If you do everything I tell you to do, Mrs. O’Keefe, I won’t put a bullet through your husband’s head.”

She nodded. Carl grabbed her by the arm and threw her onto the floor.

“Good. First you’re going to suck my cock. I hope for your husband’s sake that you do a good job.”

Courtney scrambled to her knees and unbuckled his pants. She pulled down his pants and looked at the tasty treat hanging in front of her face. She couldn’t wait to feel it sliding between her lips, but she pretended to be disgusted by the sight of it. She made a face when her tongue shot out and licked his knob. When he was fully erect, she slid her lips down his cock and bobbed her head up and down.

“I told you to suck my cock, not play with it. Didn’t your husband teach you anything, Mrs. O’Keefe?”

Carl grabbed her hair and rammed his cock in and out of her mouth, bouncing against her throat on each thrust. She gagged. Spit poured from her lips and dripped from her chin. He pulled out and slapped her across the face, then shoved it back into her mouth and down her throat. He held her lips against his pubes. She struggled to breathe.  He finally pulled out. Courtney coughed up a flood of spit as she gasped for air.

“I think she likes it,” Carl said, looking at the professor. “Tell him, Mrs. O’Keefe. Tell him how much you like it.”

Courtney did like it. She loved the way he abused her mouth with his cock, making her choke and gag and shoving it down her throat. It made her feel so dirty and nasty. Her pussy was dripping from the excitement, but she couldn’t let her husband know how she felt.

“You’re a filthy disgusting pig.” 

“I am, but you want more, don’t you?”

He rammed his cock back into her mouth and down her throat again and again. Tears streamed down her cheeks, smearing her mascara. Strands of spit dripped from her chin and splattered her tits. Courtney was delirious with lust. The harder he fucked her mouth the more her pussy leaked. 

“I told you she loves it,” Carl said, pulling his cock from her mouth. “Look how wet her pussy is.” 

He reached between her legs and shoved two fingers up her cunt. Courtney gasped. He fucked them in and out, making wet squishing sounds. Her moans became louder. Carl pulled out and held up his hand. Pussy juice dripped down his fingers. He shoved them into her mouth. Courtney didn’t care anymore what her husband thought. She licked them clean.

“You’re wife is a fucking whore, Professor. You never knew that, did you? Tell him, Mrs. O’Keefe. Tell him how much you love my cock.”

Courtney couldn’t believe he was making her do this. She did love his cock, but she couldn’t tell her husband.

“Uh, um…”

“Oh, maybe you forgot, Mrs. O’Keefe. Let me remind you.”

In a quick snap of her head he crammed his cock back down her throat. He held it there until she was struggling desperately for air. This time he didn’t let her go.

“Do you remember now, Mrs. O’Keefe? Do you think you can tell the Professor how much you enjoy having my cock in your mouth?”

Her lungs were burning. She was going to pass out if he didn’t let her breathe soon. He finally pulled out. She coughed up a massive flood of spit onto her naked tits. He slapped her face with his hard cock as she regained her senses. Then he grabbed her hair and turned her face toward her husband.

“Professor, I think your wife has something she wants to say to you.”

This time she complied. 

“I… I like sucking his cock.”

He twisted her hair until she thought he was going to rip it out of her head.

“Is that it? Don’t you love it? Don’t you crave the feel of my hard cock fucking your mouth and going down your throat? Tell your husband.”

“Yes… yes, I love having his cock in my mouth and down my throat. I love how it slides through my lips and over my tongue. I love the way he fucks my face. I love it all.”

Courtney looked at her husband as she spoke. The lust in her eyes was impossible to hide. Her pussy was leaking so much she could feel it running down her thigh. She was telling him the truth. She loved what Carl was doing to her. She wanted more.

“See Professor, your wife loves it. And I’ll bet you like watching your wife suck my cock. Is your cock hard? Take it out, Mrs. O’Keefe.” 

Carl threw her over into her husband’s lap. She pulled down his zipper and extracted a very hard cock. Carl had been right. Her husband was a pervert. 

“I thought so, Professor. You’re a bad boy, but I’m going to have mercy on you. Mrs. O’Keefe, why don’t you show your husband your new cock sucking skills?”

He shoved her face into the Professor’s lap. She took him between her lips. Carl grabbed the back of her neck and slammed her face up and down on her husband’s cock. He pushed harder until it slid into her throat. 

“You know what I’m going to do, Professor? I’m going to fuck your wife while she sucks your cock. I hope you don’t mind. I know she won’t.”

Carl lifted her short skirt and guided the head of his cock to her dripping cunt. It slipped between her folds. He thrust hard, plunging it deep into her body. Courtney couldn’t believe this was happening. It had been ages since she had sucked her husband’s cock, and she had never been with two men. 

Her mouth flew up and down her husband’s cock as Carl slammed into her again and again. She tried to fight the orgasm. She didn’t want her husband to know how much she enjoyed what was happening to her. It was hopeless. An explosion ripped through her pussy. Her body shook. Juices streamed down her thighs. Her scream was muffled by the cock down her throat.

“I told you she was going to enjoy it, Professor. Unfortunately, your wife has made a mess of my cock. There is pussy juice everywhere. I’m afraid as punishment I’m going to have to fuck her in the ass.”

Courtney felt his knob press against her sphincter. She tilted her ass in the air to receive him.  Carl punched through her rim and into her dark passage. His cock plunged deeper and deeper until it was completely buried.

“I don’t think this is the first cock your wife has had up her ass, Professor. She’s taking it like a pro. She likes it that way. Have you been fucking your wife in the ass, Professor?”

Carl pounded Mrs. O’Keefe’s ass while she slid her lips up and down her husband’s swollen shaft. Carl could tell from the expression on his face that the Professor was about to blow his cookies. He grabbed Courtney by the hair and yanked her head off him. 

“Use your hand, Mrs. O’Keefe. Make him cum all over your face and tits.”

Courtney wrapped her hand around her husband’s throbbing cock and stroked it firmly.  She licked his knob while looking into his desperate eyes.

“Tell your husband how much you like having my cock up your ass. Make him cum.”

Courtney was lost in a world of passion. The truth flowed from her mouth.

“He’s right, dear. I love having his cock up my ass. It feels so hard as it slides in and out of me.  Oh fuck, honey. I think I’m going to cum again, but first I want to feel you shoot all over my face.”

That was all it took. Professor O’Keefe’s cock erupted. A powerful stream of hot cum splashed off the side of her face and shot two feet into the air before landing in her hair.  A second blast hosed down her nose and forehead. Spurt after spurt continued to pump from his cock all over her face. It was running down her cheeks and dripping from her chin.

Carl pulled out of her ass and threw Mrs. O’Keefe onto her back on the floor.  He stood over her stroking his cock until a river of cum shot out and splashed all over her tits and stomach. More splattered her face and hair adding to the mess her husband made. Courtney’s fingers rubbed her clit back and forth in rapid strokes. She arched her back and screamed. After recovering, she wiped cum from her eyes and looked at her husband. His cock was still hard. Carl smiled at him.

“Professor, you are a bad boy, but you’re in luck. I’m going to let you fuck your wife in the ass while I fuck her pussy.”

Carl pulled Mrs. O’Keefe from the floor and had her sit on her husband’s cock. It slipped into her asshole. Carl lifted her legs and slid his cock into her pussy. 

“Let’s give her the ride of a lifetime, Professor.”

Courtney had never felt anything like this. Her pussy and ass were both stuffed full of cock. The pressure was incredible. Carl pinched her nipples. He could see the lust in her eyes. She was going to cum. She slid a finger to her clit and rubbed. Carl squeezed her nipples so hard pain shot through her body. She screamed. The orgasm sent her spinning into another world.

“Let’s fill her with cum, Professor. Squeeze his cock with your ass, Mrs. O’Keefe.”

She clenched her husband’s swollen cock with her asshole. He grunted. Hot cum filled her bowels. Carl continued to pound her pussy hard and fast. He put his hands around her neck and squeezed. Courtney screamed. Her pussy exploded. Juices squirted out around his thrusting cock and drenched Carl’s stomach. He thrust deep and grunted, filling her pussy until it was overflowing.

“I’m going to leave now. Don’t even think of calling the cops. You’ll have a hard time explaining how your cum got into your wife’s asshole and all over her face. It’s been fun.  Bye.”

Mrs. O’Keefe waited until she heard the back door close before she pulled her ass off her husband’s cock. She untied him and pulled off his gag.

“Honey, are you okay? God it was hard to fake those orgasms, but I think it was the only thing that saved us. And he was right, dear. We can’t tell anyone what happened.” 

Their daughter Katie looked at the puddle of cum on the floor between her legs. More was streaming down her thighs. She was glad Carl had rescued her from her girlfriend’s house and let her watch everything from her parent’s walk-in closet. He promised to fuck her tomorrow. She couldn’t wait.